God Put Thorns Around The

The Only Lasting Beauty Is The Beauty Of The Heart

The Eternal Looked Upon Me For A Moment With His Eye Of Power, And Annihilated Me In His Being, And Become Manifest To Me In His Essence. I Saw I Existed Through Him.

Sometimes The Shadow Stays Next To The Light. Sometimes It Disappears Into The Light

To Wander In The Fields Of Flowers, Pull The Thorns From Your Heart.

The World Is A Mountain, In Which Your Words Are Echoed Back To You.